Oh yes, the next round - it's about time to! How about some Beluga? Or if we don't have that in stock, Smirnoff, smooth, no ice. My friend Jim used to love that stuff (used to, because he died recently, way too young).
Sigh. Too long out of my home this summer, so guess what? I'm now starting to clear more of the moving boxes out of the way. It's only been five months... (and two months on the road, three deaths, two funerals, and I don't even dare to count further) - actually, make mine a double.
On the same time I see lots of cool new stuff. The new layout looks fresh and inviting. A handful of projects are heading my way, and it looks like I'm about to start some proper running too.
We saw Beerfest in 35 mm, does that count as Oktoberfest?
And finally getting a new bicycle too... the one I want will be available in December. A few more months to wait doesn't hurt, especially as I've been hunting for a bike I like since 2007.
But I do want to run and to walk too - I never believed I'd be fast or "could" run. I guess I've now realized how simple running can really be if you put it right;
1. Put your left foot forward.
2. Put your right foot forward.
3. Repeat until you get there. Don't get bored, keep inspired, and don't give up.
And if that's still too complicated, my uncle will run faster than you (he doesn't have legs).
It's not about the speed, it's about... well, thinking with your feet? About doing stuff for yourself, and getting some self-discipline.
Never compare yourself to the others - because for someone who's just starting to do something, you'd be comparing your chapter 1 to someone else's chapter 20. It's the same as going back to reading books that are at least Ludlum sized, with hundreds of pages of action. Some concentration, new horizons, and new ideas never hurt anyone.
Which means time to vote too. I have decided we need VOICE - Vote Out Incumbent Candidates Everywhere. I don't like the incumbents here but don't like the challengers either. So I'll just make it a policy to express my VOICE. Could you imagine the scene if there were a total reversal in Washington (every single seat switches hands)? It could not be worse, regardless of what Bill Cosby says.
Howdie, folks… I feel a bit guilty for my long abscense. For me a simple wine of the house, oh and let the others take something to drink to on my expense
Just preparing to survive the latest cultural import from the anglo-american world: Halloween As if we do not have are own dubious traditions
Oh wait, itʻs been this empty in the bar? :-/
Oh boy, I feel like Iʻve been all talking to myself...
Hi Arden - whatʻs new? A good year so far?
Iʻm kind of technologically and analogically frustrated at the moment. Like feeling Iʻve got a bad Braille-dyslexia (to write it with the dots, you mirror the characters, and then go right to left on reverse side etc; the numbers 1234567890 do the same sequence as letter a-j but I always reverse something, and then everything else is always some code or switch... argh).
Itʻs just a really awesome and frustrating feel on the same time now if only I could quick figure a way to make the regular keyboard use a perkins-type input (like fds = 123 and jkl = 456) itʻd get quick easier.
Meanwhile... it looks like a brunch time. So anyone up for a mimosa? I might need something like that - got a race to run in the evening...
If a year ago someone would have told me that Iʻd be going to a school I go to now, and would be taking crash courses in braille and M&O and all sorts of accessibility related stuff, Iʻd have laughed really loudly. But Iʻm also HAPPY. My mum died, and a dear friend died, but Iʻve learned my new skills (and plenty more to learn). And Iʻve got many new friends, all of which have some sort of "Accessibility" issues. I have officially a "print disability" because I read braille. Itʻs fantastic - why would I wear glasses if I donʻt want to? Eye comfort is often easier to fix with different color lenses for me - than relying just in prescriptions. Lots of volunteering, lots of learning - and lots of learning ahead. But itʻs all worth it.
I am PROUD my my print "disability". Just because I CAN READ & WRITE it seems rather backwards to call me disabled doesnʻt it? I can also talk for hours about the new writing systems, and colors - and also because of all the special colorblocking/medical shades I wear, about more mundane and invisible versions of vision impairments like color blindness. Itʻs a richness.
Man, this place is feelin' run down and lonely. Even a hot topic like the FBI thumpin' on civil liberties and First Amendment Rights brings just three posters. And the view to post ratio is 23 to 1. Guess the fire has gone out of the belly.
Oh well, I'll just cry in my Near Beer and wait for the crowd to come in on St Paddy's Day.